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 * INDUCTION. SCENE I.

Enter HOSTESS and SLY

SLY. I'll pheeze you, in faith. HOSTESS. A pair of stocks, you rogue! SLY. Y'are a baggage; the Slys are no rogues. Look in the chronicles: we came in with Richard Conqueror. Therefore, paucas pallabris; let the world slide. Sessa! HOSTESS. You will not pay for the glasses you have burst? SLY. No, not a denier. Go by, Saint Jeronimy, go to thy cold bed and warm thee. HOSTESS. I know my remedy; I must go fetch the third-borough. Exit SLY. Third, or fourth, or fifth borough, I'll answer him by law. I'll not budge an inch, boy; let him come, and kindly. [Falls asleep]

Wind horns. Enter a LORD from bunting, with his train

LORD. Huntsman, I charge thee, tender well my hounds; Brach Merriman, the poor cur, is emboss'd; And couple Clowder with the deep-mouth'd brach. Saw'st thou not, boy, how Silver made it good At the hedge corner, in the coldest fault? I would not lose the dog for twenty pound. FIRST HUNTSMAN. Why, Belman is as good as he, my lord; He cried upon it at the merest loss, And twice to-day pick'd out the dullest scent; Trust me, I take him for the better dog. LORD. Thou art a fool; if Echo were as fleet, I would esteem him worth a dozen such. But sup them well, and look unto them all; To-morrow I intend to hunt again. FIRST HUNTSMAN. I will, my lord. LORD. What's here? One dead, or drunk? See, doth he breathe? SECOND HUNTSMAN. He breathes, my lord. Were he not warm'd with ale, This were a bed but cold to sleep so soundly. LORD. O monstrous beast, how like a swine he lies! Grim death, how foul and loathsome is thine image! Sirs, I will practise on this drunken man. What think you, if he were convey'd to bed, Wrapp'd in sweet clothes, rings put upon his fingers, A most delicious banquet by his bed, And brave attendants near him when he wakes, Would not the beggar then forget him self? FIRST HUNTSMAN. Believe me, lord, I think he cannot choose. SECOND HUNTSMAN. It would seem strange unto him when he wak'd. LORD. Even as a flatt'ring dream or worthless fancy. Then take him up, and manage well the jest: Carry him gently to my fairest chamber, And hang it round with all my wanton pictures; Balm his foul head in warm distilled waters, And burn sweet wood to make the lodging sweet; Procure me music ready when he wakes, To make a dulcet and a heavenly sound; And if he chance to speak, be ready straight, And with a low submissive reverence Say 'What is it your honour will command?' Let one attend him with a silver basin Full of rose-water and bestrew'd with flowers; Another bear the ewer, the third a diaper, And say 'Will't please your lordship cool your hands?' Some one be ready with a costly suit, And ask him what apparel he will wear; Another tell him of his hounds and horse, And that his lady mourns at his disease; Persuade him that he hath been lunatic, And, when he says he is, say that he dreams, For he is nothing but a mighty lord. This do, and do it kindly, gentle sirs; It will be pastime passing excellent, If it be husbanded with modesty. FIRST HUNTSMAN. My lord, I warrant you we will play our part As he shall think by our true diligence He is no less than what we say he is. LORD. Take him up gently, and to bed with him; And each one to his office when he wakes. [SLY is carried out. A trumpet sounds] Sirrah, go see what trumpet 'tis that sounds- Exit SERVANT Belike some noble gentleman that means, Travelling some journey, to repose him here.

Re-enter a SERVINGMAN

How now! who is it? SERVANT. An't please your honour, players That offer service to your lordship. LORD. Bid them come near.

Enter PLAYERS

Now, fellows, you are welcome. PLAYERS. We thank your honour. LORD. Do you intend to stay with me to-night? PLAYER. So please your lordship to accept our duty. LORD. With all my heart. This fellow I remember Since once he play'd a farmer's eldest son; 'Twas where you woo'd the gentlewoman so well. I have forgot your name; but, sure, that part Was aptly fitted and naturally perform'd. PLAYER. I think 'twas Soto that your honour means. LORD. 'Tis very true; thou didst it excellent. Well, you are come to me in happy time, The rather for I have some sport in hand Wherein your cunning can assist me much. There is a lord will hear you play to-night; But I am doubtful of your modesties, Lest, over-eying of his odd behaviour, For yet his honour never heard a play, You break into some merry passion And so offend him; for I tell you, sirs, If you should smile, he grows impatient. PLAYER. Fear not, my lord; we can contain ourselves, Were he the veriest antic in the world. LORD. Go, sirrah, take them to the buttery, And give them friendly welcome every one; Let them want nothing that my house affords. Exit one with the PLAYERS Sirrah, go you to Bartholomew my page, And see him dress'd in all suits like a lady; That done, conduct him to the drunkard's chamber, And call him 'madam,' do him obeisance. Tell him from me- as he will win my love- He bear himself with honourable action, Such as he hath observ'd in noble ladies Unto their lords, by them accomplishd; Such duty to the drunkard let him do, With soft low tongue and lowly courtesy, And say 'What is't your honour will command, Wherein your lady and your humble wife May show her duty and make known her love?' And then with kind embracements, tempting kisses, And with declining head into his bosom, Bid him shed tears, as being overjoyed To see her noble lord restor'd to health, Who for this seven years hath esteemed him No better than a poor and loathsome beggar. And if the boy have not a woman's gift To rain a shower of commanded tears, An onion will do well for such a shift, Which, in a napkin being close convey'd, Shall in despite enforce a watery eye. See this dispatch'd with all the haste thou canst; Anon I'll give thee more instructions. Exit a SERVINGMAN I know the boy will well usurp the grace, Voice, gait, and action, of a gentlewoman; I long to hear him call the drunkard 'husband'; And how my men will stay themselves from laughter When they do homage to this simple peasant. I'll in to counsel them; haply my presence May well abate the over-merry spleen, Which otherwise would grow into extremes. Exeunt ||  The lord plans to play a trick on Sly. He wants to make him think he is a rich lord.

Modern English: "This bum never saw a play in his life. If you laugh at him, you'll blow it! " " Don't worry, we have some self control ."

The page will dress like a lady, and pretent to be Sly's wife.

The page (with aid of fresh produce) will cry with joy, for his/her husband is now cured from a seven year illness.

Sirs, I will practice on this drunken man means he will play a trick on him.

telling the hostess to wrm her bed was like telling her to screw herself.

The lord wants to play a trick on Sly and make him think that he is a Lord himself. He has a plan to make Sly really believe it.

He does not want his servants to give away his plan. If they smile or joke about it Sly will know it's fake.

The lord wants his servants to tell the page to pretend to be Sly's wife and have him be very good at it. The lord wants the page to cry and really make Sly believe everything. The lord says to use an onion to help make him cry tears. The Lord and his servants are going to play a trick on Sly by dressing him in the kings' clothes and making him think he is a Lord when he awakes. - Nate W || <span style="color: rgb(0,0,0); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; background-color: rgb(99,80,242);"> What does pheeze mean?

Who is the Hostess anyway?

Where does all this happen? On the hill? Or at the Lords manner?

sly told the hostess to go screw herself, would the way he said it in the play have been considered profanity in shakespears time?

How much would a denier be equivalent to in todays currency?

<span style="display: block; color: #a84ccd; font-family: Impact, Charcoal, sans-serif; text-align: left;">Why is the Lord playing this trick on Sly in the first place? How do the actors feel about performing for Sly when they know that he is not a Lord? -Nate W || <span style="color: rgb(0,0,0); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; background-color: rgb(99,80,242);"> The women who helps manage the bar on certain days or nights. When Sly broke the glass and refused to pay for it the hostess had to get him pay for the glass or the money will come out of her paycheck. || <span style="color: rgb(0,0,0); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive; background-color: rgb(99,80,242);"> ||